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Characters: Shouichi (bloodpepper) and ANYONE :D
Where: Casualty Communal, 13th Floor, Room A's front door.
Rating: PG-13 just to be saf
Time: 2nd August
Description: Since Shouichi has been so busy trying to research this City, it's technology and why mirrors are communicators, he's forgotten that sleep is important. So naturally, he's fallen asleep before he got into his room. Good luck waking him up and making sense of what he says!
[ Shouichi is no stranger to going days with little to no sleep, it isn't something completely out of ordinary. However, the problem was that Shouichi hadn't slept a wink since getting here, trying to figure out exactly what was going on with the communicators, the city itself, and attempting to get a laptop. with all this going on, he was definitely tired, so he's currently sleeping with his face on the door. He's drooling and snoring slightly, the notebooks and papers in his hands now around him on the floor, revealing complicated theories and formulas, explaining his own interpretation on meisters and weapons, as well as the communicators.
Mumbling in his sleep, Shouichi adjusts against the door on his knees, his cheek sliding down a bit ]
N..No I don't wanna build...marshmallow robot...
Where: Casualty Communal, 13th Floor, Room A's front door.
Rating: PG-13 just to be saf
Time: 2nd August
Description: Since Shouichi has been so busy trying to research this City, it's technology and why mirrors are communicators, he's forgotten that sleep is important. So naturally, he's fallen asleep before he got into his room. Good luck waking him up and making sense of what he says!
[ Shouichi is no stranger to going days with little to no sleep, it isn't something completely out of ordinary. However, the problem was that Shouichi hadn't slept a wink since getting here, trying to figure out exactly what was going on with the communicators, the city itself, and attempting to get a laptop. with all this going on, he was definitely tired, so he's currently sleeping with his face on the door. He's drooling and snoring slightly, the notebooks and papers in his hands now around him on the floor, revealing complicated theories and formulas, explaining his own interpretation on meisters and weapons, as well as the communicators.
Mumbling in his sleep, Shouichi adjusts against the door on his knees, his cheek sliding down a bit ]
N..No I don't wanna build...marshmallow robot...